Chapter 13

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The next thing we see is the parking lot of Jesse's gym. "How do you do that? I still need my ID and some money," Jesse asks.

"It's in your bag. Don't worry—have a good time. Fen and I will keep you safe. I'm not just researching muscle stuff, but the workings of this world," Cetus says in a deep, gruff voice, like a lifelong cigar smoker. We walk to the entrance, where Jesse signs me up and gets guest passes for Cetus and Fen.

As I stepped up to the counter, the attendant slid a colorful welcome bag into my hands: a water bottle with the gym's logo, a handful of samples, and a cooling neck wrap. He wasted no time trying to coax me into signing up for two complimentary training sessions. Just then, Jesse flexed for him, with Cetus following suit, turning the moment into a lighthearted display of muscle. "If we help him train, do you think your trainers could do better?" Cetus teased, earning a chuckle from the attendant, who admitted the management mandated him to offer those free sessions to every newbie.

My training kicked off with a series of basic movements, and the three guys scrambled to gather the lightest weights they could find. Eyes from across the gym darted our way as onlookers watched at the brawny men search for tiny weights for me.

Fen's striking Viking-like appearance and subtle Scandinavian accent attention, especially among the women who gravitated toward him. casually asking to share equipment. He effortlessly deflected their flirty advances, mentioning that he was not interested as he was gay. Some walked away, but a few still slipped him their numbers.

Cetus, with his booming voice guttural as it was, commanded attention, drawing a crowd toward our little training group. Throughout the session, they cheered me on.

When form was bad, or worst yet could hurt myself if not corrected, Jesse with his gaze locked in on me, would correct my form, nudging me into the right positions, or stop me from hurting myself by holding the weight so I could not proceed. Whenever I struggled, Cetus would show the same exercises, but with impressive weights that made everyone watching take notice. I couldn't help but suspect he was putting on a show for the watchers. Maybe he was trying to distract me, but that couldn't be right! He promised me he was here to help me with my training.

The session stretched into two hours, leaving me exhausted. As we wrapped up, I suggested a light workout for Jesse and the gang to help them cool down and relax after the intense session. However, Cetus had other ideas. He proposed that Jesse and Fen join him in a complete workout routine. To show me what I could do in the near future. The suggestion immediately caught the attention of the men gathered around us, eager to witness more muscle displays from bigger men as they worked out.

We moved to where heavier equipment was offered, the other gym-goers following us. Jesse made sure I had a good view before the three of them began lifting, taking turns and doing sets of the same exercises. The one not spotting would set up the next machine or adjust the weights, keeping the session seamless while I simply watched.

More and more men gathered around. Bigger guys who wanted to see what was so interesting. When some got too close to me, Cetus would bellow in his booming voice, warning them to back off or face the consequences. This frightened some but excited others, as I could see the reactions of the various men watching the scene unfold. The power that Cetus and Jesse displayed was overwhelming, and I felt trapped in the same predicament.

Jesse noticed my arousal and bumped into Cetus, who was also glancing in my direction. From that moment on, they made it their mission to heighten my desire. After finishing a set, Cetus would flex his veiny, pumped-up biceps and say, "Hey Keith, look at this," or perform a pec flex after his chest workout, showcasing how shredded he was. Jesse joined in, and soon they were competing to see who looked the biggest.

At least Fen stayed out of it. He stood by my side, keeping a watchful eye to ensure no one bothered me, especially after Cetus had already called someone out for trying.

I thought, 'If Cetus and Fen were exciting men in the gym, could the spirits transmit the men's emotions from their minds to the spirit world? Could they trigger those emotions if they invited men for group sex or to impress them in private? It's doubtful, since these men don't share the same bond. '

Ursus interjects, 'Good point. While a strong connection maximizes emotional capture, we can still achieve a high percentage using a temporary connection in a controlled setting. It's riskier, but a nearby spirit could also gather feelings.'

When the guys finished their workout, we headed to the showers, laughter and chatter mingling with the sounds of clinking weights behind us. Some of the bigger, more confident men followed us, their presence both intimidating and oddly comforting. We all ended up in the same locker area—a private cubicle section Jesse had chosen for that reason. Any of the guys could stop anyone from coming near me, and while I thought it was unwarranted, Jesse insisted.

"Like anyone would be interested in me?" I said to Jesse, rolling my eyes.

His arms crossed as he leaned against a locker. "You'd be surprised. The gym has a shower stall area that only holds one person, and the stall is small, but since this gym caters to larger men, they have a communal shower in the back of the stalls. That's where we will shower."

I instructed, 'If the men show interest and approach you for a hookup, politely decline by suggesting a rain check or offering to exchange numbers for a follow-up. Try to build up their desire to be with you.'

Cetus, with a puzzled expression, wondered, 'Why would we even consider doing that, Master?''

Instead of answering Cetus's question, 'Jesse, can a member be banned from the gym for sexual innuendos or displays, like showing off his naked body? I don't mean being naked in the shower, but you know, real overt acts.'

'Cetus, the reason is that I have a plan to address our issue, but I need to refine it further with Ursus,' I mentioned.

'It's unlikely," Jesse said, shaking his head. "But if the right individuals speak to management, it's possible. I've seen a lot of things happen here, and the guys who did it are still members.'

Cetus and Fen exchanged glances, curiosity lighting up their faces . ' If they ask, can we have sex with them in the shower?' they both asked, their voices a mix of excitement and want.

'Of course not, just lead them on. You can flex for them, kiss them, show them your dick and ass, but no more, understand?'

'Yes, Master.'

'Stop already! Even when we are speaking in our minds, if we're not in the cave, at the apartment, or in a car by ourselves, use 'Sir' or 'Keith' when speaking to me. If just one time you slip up and say it out loud, we may find ourselves in hot water.'

Jesse glanced sideways, his brow furrowed. 'Should I get in on it too? And what about you? It rubs me the wrong way.'

'Yes, you need to. Otherwise, it might look suspicious. Please, you know no one is even paying attention to me.'

'If they do, Mas…Sir, can we beat them up?' Cetus piped in.

'No, tell them to stay away, but don't harm them. That goes for you too, Jesse. But I doubt anyone will.'

With towels in hand, we headed for the showers, Jesse leading the way. Of course, Cetus couldn't resist trailing right behind me. As we stepped inside, a large, hairy man with a bear-like appearance caught our attention. He had a protruding stomach, but a muscular physique that of a power lifter.

Jesse's arrival elicited a smile from the man, and when I walked in, the grin widened even more. Cetus, true to his word of being my protector, stared down the man, then pointed at me as he entered, asserting his claim. When Fen strolled in, the man's smile became a full-on grin. 'Looks like he prefers the young studs over twinks,' I whispered to Jesse.

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'Well done, Fen.'

Jesse moved to the corner, seeking more privacy, though it seemed impossible when we were naked, completely exposed. He waved me over to share his shower while Cetus and Fen took the next one. As Jesse lathered me with his soap bar, he tossed one to Cetus, who started lathering Fen with exaggerated, playful strokes.

By this time, more men filtered in, the same ones who had followed us to the locker room. Cetus and Fen began to act more sensually with each other, clearly putting on a show. Fen shifted to the shower on the other side of us, drawing in the attention of a few nearby guys.

Like bugs to light at night, men flocked to both Fen and Cetus, with Fen attracting the more fit and slender types and also that power lifter, while Cetus drew in nearly every bear type present. I watched as Jesse finished washing me, a smirk playing on his lips. My gaze shifted to Cetus, who was unabashedly showing off his dick, pleasuring himself until he reached the maximum size a man can achieve.

"Wow, someone's feeling bold," Jesse laughed, glancing over his shoulder.

"Can you blame him?" I replied, shaking my head in disbelief as the atmosphere thickened with excitement.

I began washing Jesse's back when a taller man approached us, a confident smile on his face. “Hey there," he said, “I could wash the upper part for you since I'm taller."

I readily agreed, but made it clear I'd continue washing the lower part.

“Sounds good to me," Jesse chimed in, nodding approvingly.

With his thick beard, stocky build, and silver fur, this guy had the look of a butler or even a personal security guard. When he stepped closer, his demeanor was commanding, yet relaxed. “I come here all the time and haven't seen you two before. Just visiting?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Oh, we met before, but I've grown more muscular since then, so you might not recognize me. I'm Jesse, and this is my mate, Keith."

“Nice to meet you, Keith. I'm Karl, by the way," he said, extending a hand.

“I remember now; you're really putting on a lot of muscle! Not to be too nosey, but how did you meet Keith? Longtime friends?"

“Love at first sight," Jesse declared with a grin. “I saw him coming out of his building and immediately thought, 'He's the one for me.' I kind of stalked him, to be honest. I was so attracted, I couldn't help it. Keith here was a bit apprehensive at first; I think he thought I was a rapist or something. But I've got him hooked now."

Karl chuckled, shaking his head. “Well, one of those one-in-a-million moments—I'm happy for both of you. Are you exclusive, or do you share?"

“We're still figuring that out," Jesse replied with a shrug. “But if you give us your number, I can let you know when we decide."

“Deal," Karl said, telling his number to both of us. Jesse said he would remember it, and Karl handed the soap back to me, grinning.

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After he left, I thought, Hell, I didn't even look at his junk.

I'm glad that you're more interested in me. Isn't that a positive thing?

“Yes, but that doesn't mean I can't look."

Later, once we got dressed and were heading out, Cetus instructed us to follow him. “This way," he said, gesturing toward the parking lot. We walked to the same spot we had been before. As we approached, Cetus took hold of me and Fen Jesse, looking around to ensure no one was watching. Then, just like that, we were back in the cave.

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For the next two weeks, we followed the same routine, but by the second week, I was lifting progressively heavier weights. More and more men gathered around us each time we came to work out, with some even cheering me on. Ursus had taught me how to channel my energy towards specific individuals, and today was the day I would put that skill to the test, but only on a select few. Cetus had developed a fondness for a follower, while I aimed to connect with Karl, believing he could contribute positively to our group dynamic. Fen, on the other hand, had his sights set on the imposing man we had spotted during our first visit to the showers. These three would form our test group. With my downstairs neighbors back, it was impossible to bring them to my apartment, and Jesse had already relinquished his small space.

Ursus and Cobra had a brilliant idea. They proposed building a facade of a house on a vacant lot just off the beaten path. Upon entering, it would lead us to a portal, where the group had transformed the space into a lavish upscale party pad. The upstairs featured a three-bedroom apartment with a secret door that opened into the hot spring cave area, designed like a bear's den complete with a bondage area, cuddling spots, cozy sitting areas, and additional rooms. If this venture went well, we planned to erect a house on a plot of land, connecting it to the cave system.

This was merely phase one, but it appeared to be working. We now had the funds to begin constructing our vision, although the next challenge was finding a secluded location to keep it hidden—phase two.

I concentrated on sending my energy to each man, being careful to avoid inadvertently affecting the wrong one. While Jesse couldn't perceive it, the spirits and I could. This energy could endure for at least a month, possibly longer or even permanently, depending on their compatibility with the spirit plane. Ursus had explained this concept during our meeting.

After deliberation, we resolved to seek out compatible men for our Oasis, the centerpiece of our phase two project, hoping some might also contribute financially.

Ursus reassured me, 'Men with high compatibility will willingly accept your offer. For the small percentage who resist, we can safely erase their memories and feelings, ensuring they'll never recall what transpired. I assure you, Master, this is safe—no harm will come to any man.'

Today was the day. As I observed Jesse lift the heaviest weight he had ever attempted in the gym, I noticed the man Cetus desired standing on the opposite side of him and Cetus himself. Focusing my energy, my first pulse surged forth and struck him. I took the shot, knowing that if I misfired, the energy would redirect into Jesse or Cetus, allowing me to try again. Cetus nodded as he witnessed the energy envelop the target.

“You think that's a record? Come on, man!" Cetus exclaimed, flexing his muscles until they bulged with even greater intensity. “I can do you one better—by one hundred pounds!"

Spotting the big man from the shower, I sent my second energy pulse outwards. It struck him squarely; he was such a large target that missing was not an option. His face brightened as he felt the energy flow into him. Fen nodded, confirming that he had seen it enter as well.

The gym fell into a hushed silence. I turned to see Cetus effortlessly lifting the weights, showing a strength that far exceeded what he usually revealed. Cetus knew lifting anything heavier would draw too much attention. As cheers and applause erupted around him in celebration of his victory, I needed to find Karl, but he was nowhere in sight.

Fen got my attention waving, pointing toward the back of the crowd. I caught a glimpse of Karl there, but he was too far away for me to ensure my pulse would reach him without affecting someone else. I stood up, weaving my way through the throng of people. Fen noticed my intent and quickly moved to my side, parting the crowd for me.

It took a few minutes as most of the gym-goers recognized me and stepped aside, making it much easier to approach Karl.

I made my way directly to him. "Do you remember the question you asked me when we first met?"

"Yes, I do. So, you decided to share?"

"Well, yes, but first we need to put it to the test. Jesse and I are hosting a small party, and you're invited if you're interested. There will be two other surprise guests besides you. The rest of the group includes Cetus, Fen, Jesse, and me, along with Ursus, a bear like you, Leo, a bodybuilder, and Cobra, who's built like Fen. Yeah, I know, I'm the only Twink here. These guys aren't just guests; they're close friends of Jesse and me. They'll be helping out and will also partner with you and the other two. You can switch partners if someone else catches your eye over the weekend. Honestly, I think they're all equally appealing—some even more so than Fen and Cetus—and they're all willing, able, and clean, so using a condom is optional. I can't vouch for the other two, and I'll let them know the same about you."

I handed him the card with the party's address. "Here it is. If you're still interested, the party kicks off next Friday night and runs until Monday morning. Come around 4 or 5. Just bring yourself; we'll have everything you need for the weekend. You won't even need to pack any clothes because you won't be requiring any, but we'll have a change of clothes for the activities we have planned." As I handed over the card, I sent a pulse of energy toward him. Karl's eyes widened slightly as it flowed into him, a mix of surprise flickering across his face.

I'm very interested in your offer; I'll be there next Friday. That sounds like a party I'll remember.

A day before the party, we prepared the house. I supplied the spirits with samples of all the booze, condoms, blankets, and other essentials, and they made sure we had everything we needed. We sealed the place just like our apartment—when the door closed, the house and cave would have no connection to the outside world. The guys set up visual entertainment on the TV, and we agreed to serve only alcohol, no drugs. If we needed anything else, the guys would make it almost immediately.

We were ready when the first guest arrived—George, the bear or maybe I should call him a bull, from the shower. I finally learned his name. He was a contractor who ran a large operation. I asked, "George, do you have everything you need for the weekend, any medications, or anything? As soon as the others arrive, we'll lock the door until Monday morning."

"No, I got everything here," he pointed at Cobra.

I gave him my rehearsed speech so he would understand how the party would work. He looked around and showed interest in both Fen and Cobra. Cobra, now a well-built man a few years older than Fen, had the same classic features but more muscle. One of his most striking features was a lifelike tattoo of a cobra that climbed up one leg, wrapped around his body, and finished across his back. George commented that it was stunning. He picked Cobra and Fen from the group, and the two of them left, each taking hold of George to show him to his room.

Next was Karl, who was dropped off by a big black Cadillac SUV. I greeted him, and Jesse joined us, saying, "We have one more to go. It'll be just you, me, and maybe one of these guys until the last person arrives." I introduced him to the other four guys. He asked Cetus to join him after hearing the same spiel I gave George.

It was a little later when the last guy arrived. This guy drove up in a very nice sports car; whether it was his was unknown, but he drove like he owned it. As he exited the car, I initially thought the car was just someone lost, but as he emerged, I recognized him. He might be small, like a bear cub, but he was muscular. He pulled out a small suitcase. I greeted him and discovered that his name was Tim, also known as Tiny Tim. "May I ask what you brought? We don't allow illegal contraband."

Tim assured me, "Oh no, this is my CAP system and some medications I need."

"I didn't know they made a system that small."

"Well, I run a distribution company, and we distribute medical supplies, so I get the latest and greatest. That's okay, right?"

I explained, "Yes, it is. We just want to ensure no one brings illegal items. The other two guests are already here. Let me introduce you to the others who are helping." After the introductions, I went through the same speech, and Tim said he was ready to go.

Tim confessed, "I only brought the cap because I used it every night until you invited me to this party. Since then, I've slept like a baby. It's just insurance."

Tim got the two biggest guys left—Ursus and Leo. Ursus had the ideal bear physique, standing six and a half feet tall and packed with muscular bulk. Beneath his apparent padding lay pure muscle, and his impressive endowment dangled at around eight inches. Leo was nearly the same height; his long, golden-brown hair and braided beard cascading down to his belly button gave that impression. He had the physique of a heavyweight bodybuilder, all solid muscle. When Tim first saw him, his excitement was palpable, and I couldn't help but notice Tim's eyes light up with joy.

As Ursus led Tim to his room, he contemplated, "If he's selected, he won't need the cap system anymore. Your energy alone has healed him. His reliance on these meds will soon be a thing of the past."

I secured the door and then went to see if Karl wanted me to join his group. I found Karl being plowed by Cetus, with Jesse going down on him. Karl waved me in, yelling, "God how big is your dick? It's sooo filling me up! Feels like it's getting bigger the longer you ram me."

Cetus replied, "Maybe it has! You excite me to no end. I'm going to unload again. Here it comes! Oh yeah, your ass is gripping my dick like it's part of you. Keep sucking it with that hole; oh, it feels so good."

Jesse was busy sucking Karl's dick, but it was dry. I guessed Karl had used all he had earlier. After pulling out, Cetus said, "I'd better check that everyone's happy and has what they need." He left, his cock softening but still dribbling cum.

"Jesse, why don't you plug me while I cuddle with Keith?" Jesse became the big spoon, and I lay down next to Karl. He was sweating from all the sex, but his smell was surprisingly pleasant—quite nice, in fact. I rubbed his shoulder and felt up and down his muscular yet padded arm, similar to Ursus. His nipple was hard, so I played with it as he held me tight. "Do you like it?"

"Yes, of course! Yours is so big and thick. Who wouldn't like it?"

"Do you want to suck it?"

"Can you tell us more about yourself?" Then I latched on and started sucking.

"Sure, I'm a businessman. I started my company in the late sixties and made my first million just a few years later. As my business expanded, I felt the urge to retire, but being gay and childless meant my employees became my family. I couldn't let them down, so here I am, almost 70, still running the show. Although I've earned more money than I could ever need, I'm still searching for the right person. Both of you are people I envy. If only I could find my true love, but it seems it might never happen for me."

I felt tears welling up. His love life mirrored mine—always searching, but never finding—until Jesse entered the picture. "It's not over until it is. You should keep looking," I said, my voice cracking.

"Yes, I will till the end."

Jesse was massaging Karl's shoulders gently. "If you found true love, would you give up your business?"

"Yes, I would. I have many locations, each producing different things. If I was certain the person taking over would care for the employees, I'd step away. Most offers I receive now come from companies wanting to dismantle everything, cherry-picking the profitable parts and discarding the rest. I don't mind if some locations aren't as lucrative as others. I shift profits from the successful ones to support the others. It takes time to make changes, and as long as I can provide for my family, I'll keep doing it."

"You're a good man, Karl. There are very few like you these days. I hope you find your other half," I said sincerely.

"I second that," Jesse added.

Karl fell asleep after that. I noticed that he had teared up toward the end.

As soon as I was sure Karl wouldn't wake up, I got up. Jesse followed suit. We covered Karl, and I informed the others that his room needed to be cleaned and asked if they could give him a wash as well.

'It will be done; I will notify you when he wakes up.'

'Thank you.'

'Ursus, can you talk?'

'Always for you, my Master.'

'Is any of this reaching your realm?'

'Yes, Master. These are experiences and feelings that haven't been encountered before. Other spirits have sensed similar emotions, but they originated from different beings, not humans. Each species has unique nuances. This is what we're striving for on our plane, which is why we're constantly seeking other worlds.'

'Then I suppose we need to accelerate stage two. How much have we made from our investments?'

Cetus replied, 'Nearly seven million, but the stock market is on the verge of resetting. We've shifted most of our investments to safer areas that won't experience significant fluctuations, which means our profits might not rise as swiftly.'

'So, I can look for a property with a lot of land for under seven million. What does it need to be workable for us?'

'Any land that can grow plants, even if it doesn't currently, will suffice. Water we can secure. The problem is if you buy land where it is always cold or where it is flat so you can see for miles. If we make changes, that will be noticeable.'

'Can you conceal it?'

'It's possible, but it will require significant effort. Hiding a small portion of the land isn't a problem.'

'Okay, guess we have more thinking to do.'

I checked on the other guest. I opened the next bedroom door and saw George fast asleep, holding both Fen's and Cobra's dicks. – 'How did he enjoy playing with you guys?' I thought.

Fen waved a single hand in the air, the other resting behind his head. George, meanwhile, used Fen's muscles for a pillow, definitely breathing in Fen's scent. Cobra mused, 'He loved it and couldn't get enough of us after he got a good look at our equipment. He wanted to be a bottom for both of us, even after he said he was just a top.'

'Since he is sleeping, can you make the room as normal as possible without waking him?'

'Certainly, Master.'

As I approached the last bedroom, I heard Tim's voice saying, "I don't know if I can make it through the weekend if this is how I'm always treated."

"Thought you liked what we did to you?" Leo asked.

"While I enjoy it, I find it very tiring. Twice a week is the usual frequency for me when it comes to having sex, always with the same partner. Ursus, you're filling my insides to the max. I love it. No one has ever filled me like this, but I'll be so raw I won't last the weekend."

"You can top. We like it either way. Don't worry about being raw; we can fix that…" Ursus said between thrusts.

"Here it comes, Tiny Tim. Ooh yeah, I'm gonna fill you up with Papa's Power Pole."

"You're not just filling me up with your dick; you're filling me up with so much cum. I'm going to pass out."

"Rest your head on Papa's chest and drift off to sleep. Papa will watch over you. Just wait, you'll feel much better when you wake up," Ursus ordered.

Leo stepped out of the room, saying, 'We'd like to ask if we can heal Tim so he can enjoy these feelings for the entire weekend. Can we, Master?'

'Do you mean his medical problems or what Ursus did to him?'

'Well, I'm partly to blame. He said he likes his daddies big and strong and likes to be ordered to obey. We both showed him our erections, and he just started drooling. I had made my dick smaller than Ursus', but a little longer. Ursus said he would give Tim a blowjob while I did him, or that Tim could plow him. Tim refused to be the one plowing and said he was a total bottom. My dick stretched him more than any other, but he also wanted to try Ursus because it looked so good.'

'Yes, please undo the damage you have done to him. Ursus should have made his dick smaller when he entered Tim, then he might only be a little raw. Please also clean Tim and the room.'

Ursus thought, 'My fault, Master. I wasn't thinking. It won't happen again.'